So today, I can tell you that a talkie blog would be a disaster, partly because I talk to much, but mostly because I have no voice. Just a hoarse little squeak. Believe it or not, my friends, this is a tremendous blessing. Why? Because it means my head is no longer hurting.
I had a story in mind this morning that I was going to tell you today, but I got a message in my email box that totally derailed me. Perhaps you remember my Letter To A Friend. She has been found. More lost than before. Please join me in praying for her. Although a woman of remarkable faith, her life is shattering around her in a way that I cannot begin to put words to. More than I can tell you, in a very real way, she is in the fight of her life, for her life. I can't tell you how to pray for her. I can hardly find my own words as I lift her up, but I know that He knows ultimately what she needs.
In much lighter news, I made the mistake of taking Permanent Princess shopping with me this morning. In a way, I had to. She had a gift card coming her way to spend over at Target. Every one's favorite place. Thank you D. family. P. Princess is now the very happy owner of some Disney Princess purse accessories, a Princess purse, a magic wand--yes it glitter, blinks and plays music. She also shopped herself into a magenta piggy bank--yes it is that cute, some Tinkerbell socks and some sweet photo frames, all in magenta, black and white. I see a theme for her room. Maybe the walls can be a nice beige to off set all the magenta and black.
We also managed to find a new outfit for each one of the kids, some with shoes and for The Mr. Everyone should look great for Easter. Now, if I can just figure out where the fat chicks shop, maybe I'll we all look rockin'.
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